Warm and lustrous

At the end of March, when the catkins are swaying and the pollen is raging, Jiang Run is allergic again.

Sitting on the bedside, I sneezed and sneezed one after another, and I smoked the tissues one by one, until I finally reached the bottom, and my focus on the laptop finally returned to my nose.Jiang Run smiled wryly, there seemed to be no extra tissues at home.He opened the curtain beside the bed, and as far as he could see, there was a deathly darkness.

No insects chirped, and no frogs could be heard.

Because the house is in an industrial area, there are few people and no trees. The countryside in City W is relatively poorly developed, and street lights are not popularized to extend in all directions. Fortunately, the rent is cheap and it is close to the bus station. For Jiang Run, there is nothing more important than saving money.

He is a sinner and he needs money to pay his debts.

It is countless nights that he has stayed up all night. Since joining Yuan Teng International Group last summer, he has never slept before 12 o'clock.Yuan Teng International is not a company that squeezes employees, but because he has a low starting point and high ambitions, he does not allow himself to lose to other colleagues of the same level, so working overtime has become commonplace.

Before 10 o'clock today, a development form has to be produced, which is the deadline he set for himself. After 10 o'clock, he has other important things to do.

The power button of the computer started to flicker, Jiang Run took a deep breath, lifted the quilt and got up to find the charger.

In the dark and quiet single room, only a dim bedside lamp was turned on.The road under the bed is narrow and there are many sundries. After all, this is just a house of less than 30 square meters.

With a "click", the mop strip fell off the socket, and Jiang Run, who was bent over, tripped and fell to the ground. Under his knee was a pen cap that fell off at an unknown time. The moment he fell to the ground, the pen cap was His knee was crushed.

A low groan came from the closed space, and Jiang Run fell to the ground with his back arched, his hands hugging his right knee tightly. At this moment, no one could see his pain and cold sweat.

He regretted why he was wearing a pair of shorts. If it was long pants, it would be over after rubbing.

Jiang Run is relatively thin, and there is not much flesh on his body. Almost all the places he can touch are bones. He is always injured from bumps and bumps on weekdays, and bruises are not uncommon.After taking a few breaths of cool air on the ground, he sat up and looked at the light source, but it didn't get scratched, and it was a hot red mark for the time being.

"Huh~huh~" He frowned and blew softly.

He still kept the habit of childhood, when he was in the country with his mother, whenever he got a flesh injury, his mother would always blow him up, no matter it was useful or not.

Thinking of his mother, Jiang Run no longer cared about the wound, got up vigorously, took out the power supply from the briefcase on the shoe rack, went back to the bed and plugged it in two steps in three steps.When the computer displayed the green charging button, he breathed a sigh of relief.You have to work hard. In the current situation, there is no better solution than working hard.

Gritting his teeth, the work still has to continue.

Then there was the sound of skilled keyboard tapping, and he typed out the product copy word by word. No matter how easy Google and Bing are to use, he would not take this laziness.What you develop yourself must be foolproof.

He is a disciplined and persistent person.Some people also say that he has a tendon, a shaft, or does not know how to adapt.

But he is used to doing things according to the standard.Precisely because according to the standard, he has almost never made mistakes, and has always been the best performing employee in the department.

I yawned a lot, and my nose and tears had accumulated a lot.Jiang Run looked at the time, it was 09:30.

Without turning on the lock screen, he silently looked at the photo of himself and his mother on the wallpaper for a while, just as if he was charging himself for a while.

At this time, a call with full volume suddenly broke the silence of the whole house.

It was Pei Zeyang.

"Hello? Section Chief." Jiang Run waited quietly for the order.

"Come pick me up, I'm drunk."

The other party slowly assigned him the task, and then hung up the phone.

Jiang Run looked at the phone, not knowing how to react for a moment.

why again...

For the fourth time this month, Section Chief Pei asked him to pick him up after he was humiliated at the wine bureau.

After waiting for a while, the text message came as scheduled. The address that Pei Zeyang sent him this time was Zhongding Entertainment Club.

What did he do there.

To be honest, Pei Zeyang is really a person who always discourages Jiang Run.He can't see the appearance of the section chief in the section chief, nor can he see the hope of improving the performance of the department.The only thing that can be seen is the word "prodigal son".

However, Jiang Run didn't dare to neglect the prince, and finally changed into clothes that he could wear and went out.The taxi uses the meter and keeps the receipt for reimbursement.Yuan Teng International has strong financial resources and never cares about this little money.

Bell Ding Entertainment Club.The top floor of Chang'an International Building is the place where rich second generations gather in W City.In the huge W city, power, status, and fame, only Zhong Ding can take care of the benefactor who owns all of these.

Jiang Run patted the pilled hoodie and the gray sweatpants of the same color, and stepped on a pair of half-worn ones into this paradise that didn't belong to him in the middle of the night.

The elevator went straight to the top floor. Jiang Run took out Pei Zeyang's golden business card from his pocket. The doorman led him through the doors and various boxes, and the secular tunes that were stuffed in the boxes passed by his ears. Buzzing in his head.Not long after, Jiang Run stood at the door of the VIP lounge where Pei Zeyang was.The doorknob was gold, piercing his dull eyeballs under black-rimmed glasses.

"Please." The sensible doorman withdrew after saying this word.

Jiang Run lowered his eyes, wondering to which end the marble lines on the ground would extend.

Finally, he knocked on the door.

"Come in."

A muffled voice came from inside.

Jiang Run could tell how drunk he was by his tone of voice. This time, Pei Zeyang was probably very drunk.

But it's okay, that person is weird, and he has a very bad attitude towards Jiang Run when he is sober; on the contrary, when he is drunk, his personality will become milder.For example, when he just said "come in", he was smiling.

Jiang Run pushed the door open and entered. The light in the VIP room was dazzling golden. He couldn't adapt to the light refracted by the crystal chandelier for a while, so he could only cover his forehead with one hand and walk in with his eyes slightly squinted.

Inside the door was a living room with scattered clothes, and the bathroom door was wide open, so transparent that there was not even a shadow.Going around a screen, Jiang Run saw a bed and two figures.

He took a closer look, but quickly turned his head back.

"Yes... I'm sorry." Jiang Run sweated.

This is not the first time he saw Section Chief Pei lying on the same bed with a strange woman.It's just that every time he looks at it, he will be surprised.

Every time I am more surprised.

Pei Zeyang leaned lazily on the head of the bed, with one strong upper arm resting behind his head, while the other hugged a naked|naked|naked woman.

Seeing Jiang Run, the woman felt as if she had seen a ghost, she slid into the quilt and acted coquettishly: "Brother Zeyang, didn't you say that the female secretary will come this time!"

Pei Zeyang didn't take it seriously, pulled his bed partner out of the quilt, and said, "It doesn't matter, it's all the same."

His posture was extremely leisurely, and he seemed to have nothing to do after the ups and downs, just waiting for Jiang Run's arrival.

With his back to the two of them, Jiang Run silently clenched his fists, thinking, when did Pei Zeyang have a female secretary?Even if there is, can Jiang Run be the same as the female secretary!

Using his father's name to fool around outside, tricking the ignorant girl into being the general manager of a large consortium, the most unreliable person in the world is none other than Pei Zeyang.

"Manager Pei, I'll go out and wait for you."

Jiang Run gritted his teeth and asked.

"No," Pei Zeyang quietly came to Jiang Run's neck at some point, and let out a breath of hot air, "Just stand here for me and wait for me to take a shower."

Jiang Run shrunk his neck subconsciously, turned his head slightly, and the strong chest of Mai Se came into his eyes.

Within a few seconds, those long legs moved away, tensed their muscles and turned into the bathroom, closing the door as if it hadn't been closed.

The woman on the bed also followed Pei Zeyang's example, a bit flirtatious, she walked towards Jiang Run wrapped in a bath towel, and said with a smile, "Brother, are you shy?"

Jiang Run turned his eyes away from looking at her, and the scene of "catching the rape in bed" flashed in his mind just now. This woman has white shoulders and long hair, that's all.

"Forget it, it's boring, I'm leaving."

The woman fiddled with her hair and went out, changed into the clothes she had come through through the screen, and walked away in a chic way.

Jiang Runzhu stood there and looked up at the sky, the headlights pierced his eyes, and the snot flowed down his nose.

How many more times will this happen, he asked himself.

Before he got the answer, his nose dripped down, and when it fell to his mouth, he remembered to find some tissues for himself.

Looking around like a thief mouse, Jiang Run finally found a pack of toilet paper by the bedside.And under his feet, was a crumpled ball of waste paper. His nose was blocked, so he couldn't smell the smell of lust coming out of the paper ball.

Shrugging his shoulders and blowing happily, Jiang Run rubbed his eyes, and the sleep reminder bell at eleven o'clock rang.

If it wasn't for Pei Zeyang, Jiang Run should be listening to lullabies in his small rented house to prepare for falling asleep, instead of blowing his nose uselessly in this magnificent and penetrating ice cellar.

And he hated the awkward situation.

"Why are you sneaking around?"

Pei Zeyang's voice came diagonally from behind Jiang Run's head.

Jiang Run is not short, at 1.8 meters, with a handsome appearance, the favorite appearance of literary and artistic young women.

When he turned his head, Pei Zeyang flicked his short, wet hair and splashed water on his face.

Mixed with the smell of toner.

It's really disgusting, Jiang Run thought.

He took another tissue to wipe off the water droplets on his face, and asked as calmly as possible: "Section Chief Pei, can we go?"

Pei Zeyang smiled and patted Jiang Run's head: "Are you still a child? Your face is so red."

Jiang Run was so stunned that he forgot to back away.Why is Pei Zeyang smiling at him suddenly? This is a foul.

In the 14 years since he was a child, he loved and hated Pei Zeyang smiling at him the most. His smile was threatening.It's addictive.